Thursday, 26 April 2012

National Poetry Month - Swimming to the Surface by Saskia Maddock

It's National Poetry Month and I have been browsing and reading through a couple of my poetry books. This morning, I once again picked up my copy of Swimming to the Surface by Canadian Poet Saskia Maddock. It was a pleasure to have met Saskia at the Eden Mills Writers' Festival in September of 2011.﻿

Every now and then, this book finds it's way to my hands and I read a sampling of poems. I find it intriguing that the same poem can have a very different impact on me depending on my mood, time of day and overall situation I find myself in. For me, most books are a read once item, once I finish the story, I am done, but poetry books are a repeat read. I don't usually read cover to cover, but in bits and bites. A little bit here and now and perhaps a totally different selection the next time I open that volume.

This morning it was the following poem that stopped me. I am left pondering who or what is that dragon. Depression or alcoholism.

The Dragon

It lies in the corner, in the darkness, breathing softly, quietlyIts presence a comfort---almost...It slumbers seemingly dead to the world but not to me

I sense it waiting patiently, biding its timeI know it wants me; I feel its need

The awful familiarity of its fire pulling on my soul if I let it,its tongue flicking ever so gently against the muscles of my belly,that haunting warmth spreading through me, shockingly recognizable even after all this time...

I must stand vigilant against the dragon, against its subtle emissaries who strive to break me;it drowses quietly in the corner...